Unkind

Bring it on baby, what you getting intoIs living on pain the thing that's getting to youWrite my name pin it up with my pictureAnd say it's the only thing cuz I'm not around to be aroundI'm beating and batteredHell if my dreams get shattered thenPain gives me the right to be unkindBring it on baby what's with sudden devotionI trade a river of tears for just a little emotionYou can curse my name pin it up with my pictureAnd say it's the last time that I'll be around to be aroundOh well I'm torn and I'm tatteredSo the thoughts in my head they get scatteredAnd pain gives me the right to be unkind(and it set's me here)(chorus)Right back to the heart of itJones Crazy is a slight defense from itJones Crazy is a place I call my own, when I'm alone(dig)Bring it on baby what you getting intoI swear at once it was the little things that matteredBut it all seems true to youSay the hell with my name and say the hell with my pictureYeah but swear, for the one time you need me around to be aroundWell I'm around right nowAnd here I'll stand like it mattersOnly once gets through then gets scattered by the rainBut pain gives me the right to be unkindAnd it sets me here(chorus)(chorus)(chorus)